Thursday, 10 October 2013

Elephant Song

I am a typical middle child. At Halloween many of my costumes were hand-me-down, homemade costumes that used to be my older sister E's: Super Chicken, Clown, Bat Girl and a Cheetah. As we got older and my parents were outnumbered by the addition of my brother we were "on our own" with costumes using our dress-up boxes, our closets, craft materials and negotiation skills for supplies to figure out what we wanted to be.

Some of my favourite costumes came from that time period, mainly because I chose them myself: Phantom of the Opera, a Butterfly and Marilyn Monroe.

Last year I used Halloween to really celebrate Molly and Jack's twinness by dressing them in corresponding costumes: Bam Bam Rubble and Pebbles Flintstone. I enjoyed the joint costume efforts more than I ever thought I would and planned something similar again this year, figuring that this would be the last year that I could have so much influence over what they would be. My plan was either: The Paper Bag Princess and Dragon or Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf.

My sick little Bam Bam from last Halloween.

We had every intention of going to an annual costume exchange to get costume supplies, but life happened as we faced a family birthday party, a work trip, a home renovation and ran out of time to participate.

So last night we went to Value Village to look for our costumes, because used costumes are still recycled goods and much more affordable. I was thrilled at the gorgeous red and white dress and red cloak with white trim we were able to get for Molly for only $11.00. We didn't have the same luck with Jack. As we scoured the racks looking for something that would help him be a wolf, he was immediately drawn to a grey elephant costume. Chris coaxed me into letting him trying it on. He was ecstatic, raising and lowering his trunk and making elephant noises with gusto. A couple passing by told us, "You need to buy him that costume!" Jack grunted an elephant call and giggled in appreciation.

We looked at a few other costumes, but nothing compared to my little grey elephant that was ruining my Halloween vision. Molly later tried on a froggy costume, which was cute, but when we let her choose what she wanted to be, she ultimately selected Red Riding hood as her costume.*

Now I'm in search of a basket and a stuffed toy wolf to go along with Molly's costume. My children are unique people who will rarely match. I should have known my days of twin dress up would be limited. Halloween is supposed to be for the kids and you can't put a price tag on your son's happiness, right? Especially when the price tag is $5.99 in a used costume bin.

About Me

My favorite colour is purple, I love dance-offs and making up diabolical plans that I find humorous in an evening over drinks that I have no real interest in carrying out. I love New York after my love for Toronto. I wasn't so sure about this parenthood thing, but my kids are pretty charming and raising them with my husband/ super friend Chris is the cherry on the sundae.